28 December 2014

Story? It's difficult to say... Herein something purely personal is enclosed. Dense concentrate convolved to the minimum volume: hence the complexity of the penetration into it though seeming plain, inside - depth. Echoes of remembrances are implicitly soaring in the surrounding space, becoming iteratively enhanced by the memory. That was and did imprint itself in mind, but the time ruthlessly destroys images, often washing away the circumstances and details, leaving only hints. There's an own charm - the basis for an embellished reality, full of just bright events, covering with an avalanche of bustle. Touching the thin veil, separating reality and reveries, intangible, enveloping consciousness on the verge of perception. And behind it - the heavy fog of oblivion, secret desires and lost dreams.

18 October 2014

This album is about a feeling so strong that it makes one to forget the native distances and to wait in the wet grey alley for hours, despite of cold wind and drizzling rain. To wait for what? And then the memories arise. About the yore. About this alley, about these eyes. There comes the sensation of presence... The presence of the one about whom you reminisce. Though this is just seeming presence. But is the seeming true? In the end it becomes clear that there are no innocents in this world. Every deed has a range of consequences, going far into the future. Seemingly every innocent gesture, every innocent sight drags a certain chain of events after themselves. All we are guilty in something. There are no innocents.

18 September 2014

...just an essence, lost in gloom, among weird machinery and eternal frost. They are peculiar essences as well - iron giants, into whom life was breathed to make them... Could it be a kind of utopia? A perverted dream of ruined mind which seeks for solitude or unity with emptiness, if you wish. The value of silence is learnt when noise overflows everything around and breaks in thoughts. All these bawling dolls are unable to... ...shall begin, for a moment must necessarily come when all should be brought into primordial state - to the initial, to be reset to default. It will be a brand new start. And meanwhile the chance to dissolve in silence must be used all the way - to become saturated with it, until noise gets to...

31 March 2014

If you glance at the familiar world through a veil of shadow, then the things may take a strange and sinister look. The shadow side always carries something, at first sight, odd, frightening, but if you take deeper into the essence, you can see the extraordinary beauty, which is usually obscured by the bright light of the day. That's the beauty of unusual forms, which are born by hiding redundant lines and curves. That's the beauty of subdued images, which themselves look plain. That's the beauty of movement, which creates the illusion of life. A whole world created by the shadow that is irresistibly impending onto the fragile reality.

28 December 2013

Autumn and winter. These periods motivate the human to summarize, to revise his convictions and gathered experience. Nature at this time facilitates immersion in thoughts about those aspects of life that do not lie on the surface, but paint the background daily. In the beginning, there's gloomy autumnal mood: cold, moisture and the leaden sky. Next, trance hypnotic vision of snowstorm that wraps all around, the observer and his consciousness with impenetrable veil of peace and quiet, leaving alone with depth. Then reality becomes thinner, and infinity peeps through it.

3 November 2013

The will of photographer who has imprinted moments of life creates a kaleidoscope of the past. Opening a photo album, you get captured by the whirl of remembrances. Pictures of long time gone days become alive in front of your eyes, unfamiliar people and places are alluring into their tiny worlds. Some of snapshots are quite fuzzy and contain only common details giving freedom to fantasy, others stun with depth and emotional fullness. But this mosaic is far from being intact, therefore it keeps mysteries, covered with dust of time.

17 April 2013

Spiritual becoming is an integral part of common life. This music reflects pure emotions of discovering the new horizons and encountering the most complex tasks for reaching the heights. But achievement of specific goals has no sense, for the way to knowledge has no end. You have to realize that journey is important by itself.

19 December 2012

This is a real trip into mind. The fractal image of the inner self. A kaleidoscope of visions that have a meaning, but you should be sure, because taking the wrong path leads you nowhere. The labyrinth built by one's mind may look confusing, but it gives the hints - just listen. And never touch that green switch!

30 November 2012

Music for individuals, who believe in ordinary of post-modern conceptions of language and also in transformer vault's mystic essence. The collage of separate diverse scenes presented as stills of possible tragic or weird events. Made in a tradition of early electronic music, it shows the dull pictures of polar station, maybe abandoned and partially deenergized, odd labs with obscure aggregation, containers with viscous liquids. In general, all that we have a great opportunity to watch in science fiction films.

30 September 2012

Lengthy experiments on drones led the author to selection of the most bright and unusual component, able to catalyze the opening of fantasy spaces and special states of mind. Every composition consists of several episodes, which were created in different times and have been merged into a single chain in the final stage.

29 September 2012

Ambient variations on Music for Fields Part II from the album Music for Fields. Based on original WMRI recording of second part, which is actually different from what you can hear on album mix. While release consists of five variations it's a complete work with tracks fading each other. Although the album was a collaborational work, this EP was recorded without sokpb avabodha or any use of his material.

15 September 2012

There is no whit of warmth and comfort in the terrible cold land at the edge of the world, and no way out off there. Broken silhouettes of ice sculptures seem to express a desperate rush stopped by merciless frost till the end of time. The soil consisting of a mixture of ice and gray lifeless earth, is mangled with cracks, fathomless craters and heaving upward faults. Warped by tectonic movements, strata appear as if the fiery giants struggled with one another crushing subtle creations of the natural masters and left only ruins, which became the kingdom for the restless blizzard. Life is impossible in this territory of evil, and any attempt to survive is the hopeless struggle with uncaring elemental force. There is only droning hum is heard around: irrepressible incessant moan of the planet tortured with the glacial sore.

28 August 2012

Could you imagine drowning in an impersonal spiraling pool? This is the breathtaking feeling of the irresistible movement to an end. Crossing the edge, you fall into the vast undercurrent. The other side that is weird and inconceivable, but it's right before your eyes. The impossible world of strange omnidirectional streams, areas of void, fractal tunnels and mental doors. Diverse obscure moves, eruptions and morphs around are your immediate milieu. There is no necessity to dispose their attention. Just stay perceiving your naughtiness forever.

12 July 2012

Immense and versatile is the heavenly element. Creating its images, the composer uses the processed sounds of acoustic and electric guitars and a lot of field recordings and demonstrates the true art of minimalism. Sound structures evolve from dense to more transparent, and you seem to come off the ground and lift slowly to the twilight air depths. Graceful melodies interweave into the pulsating rhythm, forming a charming cyclic tracery. You are free from gravity, and only the boundless vastness is all around you. You are immersing yourself into the sky - it is swallowing you up within its ambient atmosphere.

20 May 2012

The time has come to leave the dear planet and human slipped from the cradle of Earth to lay the path to far stars. Floating through dimensions on the wings of light the man draws his mind and creativity to new worlds transforming them into the glorious islands of life in full swing. All these unseen wonders are perfectly created using deep complex soundscapes mixed with endless drones and eternal calmness.

21 April 2012

The second EP in Black Concept Series of six. Experimental and repetitive ambient, dark in nature and gradually evolving. Slow maelstrom of cyclic drones pierced by thin threads of ghostly synth sounds pulls you into minimalistic atmosphere of an inescapable cold void spiraling deeper from nothing to nothing.

28 March 2012

This piece of art is not about melody and has no form. The amorphous curves created of nothing evolve into fanciful objects are employed into various scenes. The grand spectacle is opened in ones sight spiced with scraps of reality. Any human involvement is hidden under the impression of sound shaped by nobody, rather something beyond the grasp of the mind. It sheds from the fracture of unrevealed shapes to play with your consciousness and rush away into abyss.